Funny thing about Star Trek XI: it's pretty much a brodeo, to use the technical term. We here, being contrary sorts, have made it our business to love and illuminate four women in the movie, only one of whom received any real narrative weight in and of herself. I love that we have done this, as I love the four of them. But another funny thing about Star Trek XI is that it is actually full of women -- they just don't have names or conversations or personalities that we get to hear about. They're there, delivering most of the incidental expository dialogue, pushing the buttons, and making the world look real. They flesh out the story. And because I'm me and this is apparently what I do, I bring some of them to you now. So that they can be seen on their own terms, and so that, I even dare hope, this might inspire us to tell their stories, too.